Madhuri had tended to his welts and scratches on his skin. She looked at Shekhar and called him near.
Madhuri went close to his ears and whispered sensually, “Tonight Aunty wants you inside her again son. I sure loved my lover cock earlier, but it could only satisfy me so much son..” she paused and bit on Shekhar’s ears. He fussed and she continued, “it’s time I have had inside me someone I admire to make love to.” Shekhar had a chill in his heart, this time of astonishment, because Madhuri never sounded more willing. “First I’ll release you…” Madhuri got the key from the drawer to use it to unlock Shekhar’s chastity. Shekhar’s shaved manhood got hard. And the wood that grew in a moment was only half as gigantic as Aditya Trilok and not gigantic at all, but Madhuri wanted this cock more than the latter.
Madhuri took Shekhar by his shoulders and kissed him. She took his upper lip, and making long and wet overlaps, let herself taste his teeny soft lips. She was a predator. Shekhar on the other hand was living the dream. How Madhuri’s mature lips tasted to him was very overwhelming. But things got more overwhelming when Madhuri took his hand to place it over her boobs through the tank top. How squishy those pairs of roundness felt under his palms.
In the midst of all this, he had been slow but tried to match Madhuri’s intensity to kiss her. She felt his sluggishness and breaking the kiss, looked in his eyes. “Get on to it son. Be wild. Aunty knows you have it in you.” Now this was the kind of inspiration Shekhar needed. Madhuri kissed him again and this time Shekhar responded with all his might.
He pressed his lips on hers, and answered to all wet embrace of Madhuri. Madhuri found her mojo back, and her animalistic approach got more evident after she took her curvy body up to sit on his skinny lap. She would be able to look over his shoulder while in his lap and leaned down to start kissing him. But Shekhar wasn’t to be subjugated by bodily supremacy, and he groped Madhuri’s mommy boobs more on his own whilst kissed her. Madhuri liked the zeal of her slave’s male sexuality. Their mouths opened wide as they licked each other’s tongues. She clasped his cheeks and took charge. Shekhar in response held the shores of her big butt through her tight shorts as their kiss went on. Madhuri entrapped his lower lip under her teeth to bite it again, this time with vigour and made his lip bleed. Shekhar fussed but Madhuri licked all the blood. She was doing it for the second time to him in the same night.
“I’m so bloodthirsty for you my son. Aunty loves you dearly and all your flesh.” Saying that, she just didn’t resist and bite his neck and shoulders. Yes, she was a predator Shekhar cried out loudly, and when Madhuri had bitten on his nipples, the sound that he exhibited was extremely slutty. The sadist in Madhuri liked his response to pain.
“I love you too Aunty.” He kissed her neck too, and without permission, went on to bite on her neck. Madhuri moaned in passion this time. He did it more and she made more noise subsequently. Shekhar’s wood had gone hard now, and Madhuri looked at it. She clutched on it quickly. They looked eye to eye while Madhuri started teasing his cock.
She ran her fingernails over the pinkish top, and Shekhar’s expressions were very slutty again. She sent a hard thrust on it; only one, and slid the skin down as much as the elastic nature of the skin allowed. Shekhar gave out few quick pants this time as Madhuri tested the limits of his medium sized cock. Madhuri liked his response to pain more. Doing that she clipped round his dick once and poor Shekhar moaned with his mouth wide. As soon as it happened, Madhuri entrapped his lips in her mouth and kissed on it passionately. She jerked off his cock while kissing him all over. Shekhar kissed back with the same passion. In the meantime Madhuri’s teasing on his cock didn’t lose any intensity, but except the short lapses, their passion never came down a notch. A manifestation of how both of Shekhar and Madhuri were two perfect poles of the S&M dynamic.
Madhuri clutched his hair at the back of his head and looked in his eyes. She said emphatically, “It’s time son. Let’s fuck.” How sharply Madhuri said it in all her horniness shocked Shekhar too.
Usually Madhuri would entrap his cock under the rubber, but not this time. She first let Shekhar take her tank top out leaving her big boobs featuring brown mommy areolas open, and then her tight shorts to bare her 40 inch round butt. Madhuri lied on her back and Shekhar took the top. The skinny Shekhar, unlike Aditya Trilok, didn’t ambush all her body and stayed on the inferior end bodily. But that’s what Madhuri loved about him, his tendency to be subjugated by her body.
Now it was the time. The moment Shekhar slipped his medium sized cock in her, Madhuri loved the experience. More than Madhuri, Shekhar was on the seventh heaven as he was fucking his foremost childhood crush by being on the top. Madhuri got hold of his tiny whipped butt and squeezed it to have the thrusts increase, it pained there for Shekhar, but he complied. He sent in some deep thrusts in Madhuri’s pussy. “Fuck Aunty better son. You aren’t an average guy, are you!!” Madhuri scratched on his welts now, to which Shekhar screamed teary eyed and started fucking her harder accordingly.
Madhuri absolutely savored the intimacy with her slave. Her perception concerning Shekhar had integrated from cold bloodedness to loving him by all her heart. How Shekhar, from day one of his slavery had handed all his power and self esteem to her, had melted her in ways unknown to her. She now planned to get fucked even harder by her slave. She stretched her thick thighs to accommodate Shekhar in with some more comfort and fuck her as she wanted him to. Shekhar used it to his advantage and holding onto her shoulders, he used his cock to make some deep drills in Madhuri’s matured pussy. Shekhar never stopped moaning, unlike Madhuri, who wanted more.
“Do you want Aunty to hand you a year’s chastity son?” Madhuri said in the middle of their sex.
“Nooo Aunty.” He said while catching his breathe and looking scared to death.
“Then you…” Madhuri managed between a moan, “do a better job and soon.” Madhuri ended it with a very tight spank on his red butt.
Shekhar clasped her waist and doubled the thrashing in her pussy. And when he did that, his dick reacted quickly to the abrupt sensations it had to go through. It burned, but felt all the more nicer, to him and her. The thump of Shekhar’s waist with his mistress’s, was melodious, and their moans flavored things to another level. Madhuri’s bed, which was ingenious to nights as this throughout her sex rich marriage, shook in all its vibration. Madhuri had stretched her arms back as she felt Shekhar doing better job than expected. If it were to move on, Shekhar would cum very soon. So Madhuri decided to pull the plug on it.
“Stop son!!” She ordered very firmly. “You’d fuck Aunty in doggy now son. Come on.” Madhuri very fluidly narrated it and came on her knees to offer Shekhar her butt.